anomalous forest
of swollen stalks
in Baobab stance
delight the eye
wanderings ceased
by fiendish hand
divinely transplanted
so says the myth
honey sweet your fruit
turned dark delight
puckered tartness
on lemon lips
deciduously boasting
of old age
this tree of life
sings at sunset
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Author:
Katdream (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 14th, 2023 10:32
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